I joked during the entire process that it was poisoned in three ways; soap, melted plastic, and expired milk. Turns out, I wasn't far off.
I woke up the next day and feel nauseous and sick. I am like this for 3 hours, bouncing between sitting next to the toilet with a thing of Vicks to help wane the nauseouness off and in bed curled up. I tell my parents and my mom says I might be hungry. My stomach hates that idea. She then offers that it could be heartburn so she coaxes me downstairs to take medicine for it. I grab the bottle of chewy things for heartburn and walk into my parents room. They both are talking about me being sick and stuff, most likely not believing me. Luckily (not really), I turned around immediately and slam the bathroom door open and proceed to get sick. I proved them wrong.
My parents dont know how it happened (and im not entirely convinced it is) but it could be the poisoned mac and cheese.
I luckily feel better though, if not a little grossed out with a sore throat, but its kinda comical.